Tuesday, May 1, 2012


someday i won't be his number one girl. his favorite. the love of his life.

someday he won't fit on my hip. it won't be appropriate to nuzzle my face into his neck and make him squeal in delight. someday he won't cry when i leave the room.

someday he will find someone new. hopefully wonderful. that fulfills him. that compliments him. that makes him happy. in all the ways a mother can't.

and that will make me happy. for that is my responsibility.

so while i am his girl... i will cherish every moment.

and remember this...

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